Why I Hate Romeo and Juliet

Hazel Wray hates love stories. To her, they're just not real. All her life she's lived by the notion that love isn't worth it -all her life, she's steered clear of the hassle, and now she just wants to get through her senior year effortlessly. With major pranks to be played, and chaos to be unleashed, she's in for one hell of a year, especially now that there's a new kid, Erick Perkins, who Hazel just can't seem to figure out.

I'm loving your characters mentality ;) Now if more people thought like that, the world would be a more interesting, less gooey/cheesy place!
Or maybe I'm just bitter? :O
Great first chapter, you got yourself a new fan :)